You liked drawing, it was one of your hobbies ever since you were little, it was something that you could clear your palette on a blank piece of paper.

You were in the bedroom sketching away on the rough textured paper you were using, Oliver scrolled on his phone endlessly before glancing over at you wondering what you were doing.

He leaned over to look at the Sketch wondering what it even was as he squinted at the drawing as your pencil and eraser moved.